I have personally used a journal all of my adult life, and have found it to be a wonderful way to download thoughts, ideas, connect with my spirituality and discover the meaning of my dreams. Nowadays, I feel lost without one and take a journal pretty much everywhere I go. One of the things that is wonderful about journalling is the spontaneity it brings; pages can be ripped out, and images can be made with collage, inks, pencil and pen, making the process very forgiving and nurturing. Journalling in this way is also a great tool to develop ideas for larger paintings and artworks.
All materials provided, including an A4 size art journal. Light lunch provided. This workshop is suitable for people with all levels of art experience.
In this full day workshop you will:
* Take part in guided meditations designed to help you find images and/or words to include in your journal.
* Experiement with a range of materials including watercolour, paper collage, inks, fineliner, pencils and paint. I will teach how to utilise a variety of mediums, and how to prepare an interesting and textured background to build on.
* Discover the symbolism in animals, insects and other elements that come across your path. The world is full of messages and meanings that can bring direction and confirmation to your personal life journey.
Date: Saturday the 11th of May
Time: 10:00 a.m-4:00 p.m
Location: Art Garden Home Studio, 12 Heylmore Road Medina
Contact: firstname.lastname@example.org or pm my Facebook page, ‘Alyssa’s Art Garden’
*spaces limited to 8 participants
This week was spent in our house out in Narembeen/Bruce Rock. Our whole lives seem to be stored there, I married my husband, Kevin at the age of 21 and lived there for the first 16 years of our married life before moving to Perth, with Kevin still working the farm part time. So the house has become much of a storage space for all of my art over the years. This week I unearthed a lot of it…from more recent endeavours to things I had created 27+ years ago (I even have a portrait done as an adolescent of our family dog). It’s been a strange journey. There has been many reoccurring themes, a lot of pictures of Kevin and my boys, portraits of those dear to me, dreams, religious art, self portraits..and the best one…I found a precious little sketch I did of my eldest son Jordan when he was about 18 months old.
It made me think, once artwork gets old, it becomes a bit sacred. You don’t want to destroy it just because it contains a piece of your heart, ideas and musings from the past depicted in form and colour. And although it most probably means little to other people, for me, looking at all this stuff has been reassuring. I’ve mustered some compassion and respect for my own personhood. The pictures bear witness to not only the ebbs and flows of my life, but the hard things, the difficult times in the past, that may have otherwise been glossed over as if they never existed. It’s provided a map of where I’ve been, giving a sense of purpose to where I’m going. These things are impossible to see at the time. Often when you create an artpiece there is no conscious, deliberate intent. It’s not til later that you can see the spirit or soul that drives the inspiration. I’ve always said art makes visible the things that go beyond words, and it’s true.
So today, I suppose armed with the belief that life matters, that our interpretation of this life also matters, I set to task to hang as much of my work on our farmhouse walls as I could. Prior to today they were placed on the floor against the walls of our bedroom and Jordan’s old room. None of them are hung particularly neatly, and some walls are asbestos so you can’t put a nail in them. But I did my best- I’m so happy seeing them occupy ‘real’ space on the walls! It’s been cathartic in a way, too. I’m giving space to my self, validating my own art, silencing the inner critic, hopefully also creating a space for future art musings, experimentations, themes and dabblings to occupy.